Diego's POV

{Three weeks later}

I was hunched over my desk, reviewing business documents that blurred into meaningless words. Weeks had passed, yet Adriana was not awake. She was still lying unresponsive in the hospital. Ignacio had found nothing. No bugs. No discernible trail. They had vanished under the radar again.

I was flipping through pages of the document when my phone vibrated, startling me. I wasn't focused. It was Juan. He never called me. His call made me have a desperate ...